When she swiped at my hand, I told her, “That’s all you get from me. I’d slap your fine big ass if you weren’t sitting on it… and I’ll wai... for you to wear some tight-ass jeans before I do that. You know I loved Joe, and I love you… well, I love your tits and ass. You know I’m not going to try anything with you.You and me, girl, we’re just as family as the whining bunch up there in those limos. We both know Joe didn’t keep it all at home.We both know you did.”I pinched her tit again, “We also. " she replied, "I mean, I've tickled my button a few times, especially when I used to watch Mom and Auntie Patricia, and I've even had boys come on to me, you know? It just never seemed right, and well, as much as I give my mom a hard time, I didn't really want to disappoint her." Well, sweetheart," I said, "you play with fire a lot. You should probably thank your lucky stars that I'm not a pedophile. With all the flashing and teasing you've done, I'd have raped you repeatedly if I had just a. I squeezed and played with these overripe mammary mounds with both hands. Lordy, they were a pair of the nicest tits I had ever had the pleasure of manhandling! My lips found a nice abdomen with only a hint of a belly bump. I licked this girl’s bellybutton. My mouth found pussy valleys to kiss and lick. Swollen pussyfolds became my possessions. By opening these folds I found a beautiful clitoris surrounded by vivid pink vaginal flesh. I licked the pink skin and then captured the clit in. Ah, sweet memories…’ He held out his glass, ‘one more shot if you don’t mind Bull, because I have to drink a toast to good memories and the best shine I ever tasted in my life.’ Dani saw Bull grin and her mom shake her head. ‘And then you will give me that bottle and I will put it away under lock and key. The last time your dad drank this stuff, he was drunk for a week and had damn little memory of what happened in that week.’ It was clear from her brother’s expressions that they had no.